Volume One, Chapter 122: Inciting Public Opinion
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Yue Zhi answered.
One hand seized the man by the hair and dragged him straight outside.
All that remained on the floor was a pool of sweat.
And another pool of thick, viscous blood.
Zhou Jingdu frowned in disgust and raised a hand to cover his mouth and nose.
He wondered what Shen Zhaowu was doing at that moment.
He had not dreamed for a very long time.
Especially not about Shen Zhaowu.
Zhou Jingdu had a secret: ever since his legs had become disabled, he had begun dreaming frequently.
The next day, before dawn, with a scattering of stars still visible in the sky, two figures appeared outside the dojo.
Mu Mengmeng glanced at her with disgust. Seeing how terrified Chen Jing was, she looked toward Lin Yu on the bed and immediately understood.
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Wen Xuening let out a sigh of relief as well, though not because the matter had been resolved, but because Wen Shu had returned safely.
White light flowed through the crystal bracelet, concealing the densely engraved talisman patterns within it. Ordinary people would never be able to see them.
The Violet Cloud Palace was, after all, one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects on the Heavenly Ranking, and it was quite generous toward its own disciples. In particular, the elder who had brought him into the Violet Cloud Palace had not only gone to great lengths to find various pills capable of nourishing his meridians, but, upon hearing that the rules for the semifinals of the Alchemy Masters’ Competition had changed, had immediately teleported over and brought him here.
Amid the beeping of communications equipment in the combat command room, Li Tianyou was already overwhelmed and raging furiously. His eyes blazed with unwillingness and anger as he turned toward Wan Yi and the adjutant beside him and said,
After that thought arose, Rock’s vision suddenly went black, and he knew nothing more. When he woke again, it was already the following morning, and he had returned to the Phantom, lying in his own room.
Xu Bing, Li Li, and Pan Ming were deep in lively conversation. Leilei was busy pouring wine for everyone, while Wang Xing and Ji Dong’er whispered to each other, occasionally letting out sly little laughs.
It would be better to teach them how to use firearms, and then have them practice some combat techniques. That way, they should be able to deal with ordinary dangers.
“Did no one notice what happened over by the castle?” Wesken County said, though scenes of every kind had already begun unfolding involuntarily in her mind.
Without waiting for Dou Dou to reply, she finished speaking, tossed aside the carriage curtain, darted out in a flash, and rode away on horseback.
Watching the scooter gradually disappear from sight, Tian Tian could hardly believe her eyes. At the same time, the overlapping voices of discussion and condemnation around her filled her ears.
“How did Da Lang’s bride-snatching expedition turn out?” Chun Cao was still rather curious whether they had gained anything from their trip to seize the bride.
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The family letter and packages sent from the Jing’an Earl’s residence had all arrived at Prince Jin’s place. These things had to be sent through Prince Jin’s connections to the Northern Frontier before they could finally reach He Sanlang.
“I’m a fellow townsman of Tian Tian.” Those words kept echoing through Ouyang Kunpeng’s mind.
The Ji family disciples were extraordinarily excited. Their earlier dejection had vanished without a trace, and they rushed toward Longduo City one after another, leaving only Ji Hongfang standing there in a daze.
Among the Three Realms, any cultivator who broke through to the Immortal Realm would already possess an exalted status. It was practically a silent passport; almost no immortal city would refuse entry to a senior cultivator of the Immortal Realm.
Fang Juexiao had been seriously wounded and rendered unconscious that day. Several powerful figures had later treated him and, at the very least, managed to save his life. However, many of the spiritual meridians within his body had been shattered, and his qi sea had also suffered severe damage. He had lost all his martial arts and immortal power and could now be called a cripple. Even so, everyone still held his stance in high regard.
The guide had initially been rather nervous, but seeing the archery skills of these people, he immediately relaxed and gave them a thumbs-up in praise.
Since there was a hidden quest available, they naturally had to claim it. Besides, Xi was such an extraordinarily powerful non-player character—the quest rewards were bound to be excellent.
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